The Daughter of God's Destiny

Chapter 792

Yiying walked out of the door with light claws and light feet, and closed the door for the two people in the room, while she stood guard in front of the door.

Contractor, the only thing I can do is so much, the rest is up to you...

Luo Qingxie gave up her resistance, and the corners of her lips curved slightly: "Ice beauty, your appearance makes me think you have that kind of habit."

His cold eyes narrowed like a moon: "I don't mind giving it a try."

As the voice fell, Luo Qingxie's heart skipped a beat, and she laughed a few times: "Ice beauty, you are not good at Long Yang, I understand, in fact, you don't have to force yourself so much."

Junling raised his hand to take off the mask on his face: "You haven't tried it, how do you know I'm not good?"

"impossible……"

Luo Qingxie felt a little uneasy, oops, this guy won't really like this, right?

There is no way to enter different time and space now...

Luo Qing's evil eyes were dark, and the profound energy in her body surged, and she smiled at Jun Ling: "Bing Meiren, you let me go first, anyway, I have helped you a few times, so it can be regarded as a kindness to you, let's talk about it." It's just a small misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding, did you stick it into my clothes?"

The corners of Junling's eyes twitched lightly, and his slender fingers hooked up the belt of his clothes, as if it was about to be pulled away in the next second.

Luo Qing's evil heart hung up, she looked at him calmly, with a smile on her lips: "Beauty, there are many peerless beauties in the world, and I am not one of them. If you are afraid, I will say that you are as good as Long Yang, but in fact, you are not as good as Long Yang." If necessary, trust my eyes, I will keep it a secret for you."

Luo Qingxie winked at him sincerely.

The finger that lifted the belt paused slightly, Jun Ling raised his eyelids to look at him, and said in a slightly cold tone, "I'm not good at Long Yang."

Luo Qing smiled evilly and continued to look at him: "I don't need to explain, I understand."

"..."

His hands are slightly loose.

Sensing that his hand had loosened a little, Luo Qingxie's eyes flashed a sly look, she exerted all her strength, and broke free, with faint blue flames radiating from her whole body.

There was a hint of surprise in Jun Ling's eyes, and in front of Luo Qingxie, he got up from the bed and raised his hands to tidy up the messy clothes.

The demeanor reveals elegance and nobility, a cool temperament, sacred and inviolable.

It was as if the previous thing never happened.

Relieved, Luo Qingxie looked at Junling, and the corner of her lips raised a curve: "Ice beauty, we are destined to meet again."

Before the words fell, Luo Qingxie did not go out from the main entrance, but exerted force on her hind legs, jumped up, and left through the hole above her head.

The figure of the boy in white disappeared.

The scene that seemed familiar, the scene of that year reappeared again.

However, this time...

Two fingers picked up a rope of the half-silver mask, his cold eyes were thoughtful.

He said, "Qiancang."

A man in Tsing Yi appeared in the room with a very respectful expression: "This subordinate is here."

Jun Ling hooked a string of the half-silver mask, threw it on the table, and said coldly, "Clean up and find an inn to stay."

Ye Qiancang was surprised, and asked suspiciously: "Young master, are you not leaving?"

Jun Ling's eyes fell on the half-silver mask on the table: "I won't go back yet."

"My subordinates know."

Ye Qiancang nodded, looked at the man in white in front of him, and was stunned, he couldn't see what the young master wanted to do.

Obviously these days, the illness has never flared up, but the young master just pretended to be sick,

Mingming had already discovered that there was something wrong with the wine, but he still let it escape until he inhaled the drug,

Obviously the young master could kill that person directly, but he didn't...

I don't understand, I still don't understand.

In the end it was the young master, who didn't understand what he was doing at all, and had no clue.

(End of this chapter)